Test of Life

by Courtney   Aug 3, 2007


Dad, go wash the dishes
Because I'm not here to slave away at the sink

Mom, no need to get off your ass
Because I'm not here to smell the stink

Tell my friends that I'll always be listening
And that I'll be watching over them

Charge the clean up money to my bank
I'm sorry I bled on the curtain hem

I tried so hard to keep moving on
Towards God's greater plan for me

But I'm growing weak with all these obsticles
As I'm finding it harder to see

So stop all the orders
Cancel the tuition check
I'll be turning in my L-card
It's the greatest adventure, what the heck!

Don't make excuses
For why I left
You were killing me from conception
Don't act surprised that my fingers on life were deft

What would I have been?
Life's screw up or the world's greatest?
Kiss my future goodbye
I guess I failed the test

Please God forgive me
For knocking loudly on your door
I think I was sent down too early
All I ask is to come home, and nothing more

As for those that ask "why"
The ones that truly care
Think of it this way
Now I'll ALWAYS be there

To whom I love
I beg you not to follow me
You have a whole life ahead of you
We'll be reunited when God says you're ready.

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